2 Thou art gone to the grave; we no longer behold thee, 3 Thou art gone to the grave; and, its mansion forsaking, 4 Thou art gone to the grave; but we will not deplore thee; Bp. Reginald Heber (1783-1826), 1812 I. A SLEEP in Jesus: blessed sleep, From which none ev - er wakes to weep, 680 "Asleep in Jesus." 2 Asleep in Jesus: O how sweet To be for such a slumber meet; With holy confidence to sing, That death hath lost his venomed sting. 3 Asleep in Jesus: peaceful rest, Whose waking is supremely blest; May such a blissful refuge be; Thy kindred and their graves may be; I How blest the righteous, when he dies, 2 So fades a summer cloud away; So sinks the gale, when storms are o'er; So gently shuts the eye of day; So dies a wave along the shore. 3 A holy quiet reigns around, A calm which life nor death destroys; And naught disturbs that peace profound, Which his unfettered soul enjoys. 4 Life's labor done, as sinks the clay, Light from its load the spirit flies; While Heaven and earth combine to say, "How blest the righteous when he dies!" Mrs. Anna Lætitia Barbauld (1743—1825), 1809. Ab. and alt. |